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Foster kid

By Lydia McbeePublished 5 years ago 1 min read

Everybody thinks it’s ok being a foster kid

What everybody thinks is not really how it is

First of all we don’t choose where we stay

Someone says sit

I sit down

Reality vs now

I can’t choose where I lay

Like that’s where i want to stay

And we move from house to house

Have to be quite like a mouse

Cause our life is confidential

But i’m telling you that i have the potential now

But no

Shove it all to the side

Keep feeling a landslide

Cause we keep our feelings shoved aside

When we shove it aside we fall behind

Our feeling slowly eat at us like quicksand

Until we explode then bam

And we never get heard

Our voices are so low

Stifled

Until we blow

slam poetry

About the Creator

Lydia Mcbee

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